Release The Clowns - Crippled Black Phoenix

The devils for raging and roaring away

I’ve got laws in mind and friends in spades

Not many have come, I’ll head off the parade

I’m loaded, let’s chew gore

I’ll make it someday

An arms call for brothers Annihilate the Siats

The nonsense is coming, I’m calling: «Be brave

Come out

Stand ground.»

Gather your belongings cos the revolution’s coming

A savage bunch of infidels will take over the running

Of the country, you cannot let them win

But they’re standing on your doorstep and you’re gonna let them in

Roll over, roll up

Roll over, roll up

The Hopi have shown me where the dark lines are traced

Their nightmares are leaking all over this town

We’re losing our rights, we must graft for a holding

Apathetic men awake to some nightmare unfolding

Don’t complain, cut and fight

For until battle comes

We’re the slaves to a beat of an unchallenged drum

Stand ground

Rally round

Bring out your dead and suffer your incompetence

The rats have taken over and are ruling your constituent

You could’ve joined in when the circus came to town

But the city’s aching belly’s decorated with a frown

Roll over, roll up

Roll over, roll up